"Girl, if the scandal goes on like this, I might have to leave the White Group. Then our only chance to turn the table would be gone with me."
Angela frowned and said somewhat awkwardly, "Dad, there's nothing I can do now. I can't do things with free will. I don't have any real power. I am just a paper tiger..."
Claude sighed helplessly. For a moment he did not know what to say.
He had known more or less what had happened to his daughter.
But...
He could not let the event continue to ferment. As time passed by, people with malicious intentions would notice it. When that day came, his reputation would be ruined.
To regain control over the company would be a dream that could never be realized!
"Alas..." Claude pulled a long face, but he didn't want to hang up.
Angela sighed and said with resignation, "Dad, I... I'll try my best, and I'll beg them again, but swear to me that you don't have no bastard daughter, will you?"